บททั้งหมดของ Plus-Size Quadruplets: My EX-Husband Worst Nightmare : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 12

Camille's POV I smelled the chaos before I saw it, which by now was less a warning than a Thursday. Carolyn sat at the head of the breakfast table like she'd been coronated overnight, three bracelets stacked on one wrist, a chain of real pearls looped twice around her neck, and — I blinked twice to make sure I wasn't imagining it — sunglasses on indoors, at seven in the morning, over a bowl of untouched oatmeal. "Carolyn." I set my bag down slowly. "Where did all of this come from?" Megan didn't look up from her book, which she'd propped against the syrup bottle at an angle clearly optimized for one-handed reading and one-handed eating, spoon moving on autopilot. Aldric had his basketball tucked under his chair like a loyal dog, and was inhaling his cereal with the specific urgency of a boy who considered breakfast an obstacle standing between him and the driveway hoop. "Grandma Monica," Carolyn said, like the answer should have been obvious, tilting her sunglasses down he